Siheyuan: Sizhu starts blindly and takes a new path

The next day, Xu Damao asked who his father had approached that year, and the answer he got disappointed him. It turned out that his father had approached Deputy Director Qu, who was about to retire. Since no one knew that he had no room for advancement, he might as well make as much money as possible.

Xu Damao rode his bike into the gate of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill and saw a group of employees gathered around the propaganda bulletin board, pointing at a letter of praise and talking about it. He leaned over to take a look and saw that it was a letter of praise written by a member of the public who had hired the chef service team to prepare a banquet. The letter praised the chefs for their good cooking skills, reasonable charges, and fair trade.

A male worker said: "You say Director He is amazing. The service team he leads has received letters of thanks. Now our Red Star Factory has become even more famous."

"Who says he isn't? Director He is not only a role model in the factory, but also well-known outside. When I go out and tell people that I know Director He, they all look up to me."

"Is this true? Do you know Director He?"

"I know him, but he doesn't know me. But I've eaten the food he cooked, so I guess I know him."

"Yes, of course. I know Director He. Speaking of his cooking, I really miss the time when he was in the Second Canteen and I could eat his cooking every day."

"Yes, I remember that he donated meat twice during the difficult period. Fortunately, I was eating in the second canteen at that time, otherwise I would have missed the opportunity. At that time, everyone thanked him with loud shouts that shook the sky."

Xu Damao felt a little jealous and disdainful when listening to others talking about Sha Zhu, but slowly he felt as if he had touched something.

The factory radio is also reading out this letter of thanks from the masses.

The memories of Sha Zhu being praised that year came flooding back like a floodgate. Xu Damao recalled how Sha Zhu had been praised many times by employees and publicly commended by the factory, and that he had contributed a lot to this.

Xu Damao said to himself, "So it's to be praised by others, to do good deeds like Lei Feng. This is simple, it's just helping the blind to cross the road, and visiting lonely elderly people."

So, Xu Damao neither rode a bike nor took the bus after work. He walked home every day, hoping to meet people with disabilities crossing the road. I don't know if he was not sincere or if such people didn't want to inconvenience others. He deliberately looked for a week but didn't meet a single opportunity. Finally, on Sunday, he went to the elderly welfare home with excitement. Just as he was about to enter the door, he was attracted by a group of children behind him.

The two children were probably in their teens. They entered the welfare home singing songs. Some of them cleaned the house for the elderly, some gave back massages, and some sang and danced. For a moment, the elderly and the children made the atmosphere of the welfare home lively.

Xu Damao stood at the door and watched all this. He felt so depressed. He went to several welfare homes and the situation was the same. Some welfare homes had not only children but also adults. It was said that they were organized by a factory to show their love.

After a round of searching, Xu Damao lay on the bed without any results, looking at the beams and thinking: I thought doing good deeds was easy, but now it seems so difficult. What should I do? Do you want me to organize people to go to the welfare house to show my love? I am not an official, so who will listen to me? No, I have to be an official first.

On this day, Sha Zhu and his master and senior brothers were taken to the home of Li Huaide's father-in-law according to the date set by Li Huaide's father-in-law.

Sha Zhu looked at this two-story building that was similar in size to the big leader's house, and thought to himself, no wonder Li Huaide in the dream would become the head of the steel mill in a few years, his father-in-law's status must not be lower than that of the big leader. Thinking about the things in the dream, should he follow Li Huaide or Secretary Yang?

Sha Zhu, who was thinking, did not notice that the gaze from the other room was directed at him. The owner of that gaze was Xu Damao.

Li Huaide's father-in-law also invited people to come, not just for dinner. There happened to be an internal film these days, and he was afraid that the invitation would attract attention, so he asked Li Huaide to smash the steel mill and find a projectionist. Li Huaide invited Jin Dachui, but the other party refused on the grounds of being unwell, and instead arranged Xu Damao to come.

Li Huaide's wife Zhang Ping went home to help her father entertain the distinguished guests. One reason was that her mother had passed away early, and the other was to help her husband build good relationships with his uncles. She heard from Li Huaide that the person who prepared the banquet was the master chef he had invited from Fengze Garden with great effort. After meeting Master Sun, Zhang Ping took him to the kitchen, introduced the relevant things, and then left with peace of mind.

She went to the projection room again and asked Xu Damao whether all the equipment had been debugged and that nothing could go wrong.

Xu Damao quickly assured: "Don't worry, leader, this is what I do, and the film is good, nothing will go wrong."

Zhang Ping didn't say anything else. He walked around the room with a sullen face and left, leaving Xu Damao with no chance to say a lot of words he wanted to say.

After the movie, Xu Damao was sent away by the jeep that had picked him up. After returning home, he said to Qin Jingru, "Jingru, do you know what your man did today?"

"What can you do? You can only show movies. Can you even cook for others?"

"I was just cooking for someone. Bah, what cooking? I was showing a movie for someone, but do you know who it was?" Xu Damao asked arrogantly.

"It could be Chairman Mao. He doesn't need you."

"If I could show him a movie, I would brag about it for the rest of my life. But even though it's not him today, this person is not low-ranking. He lives in a large compound with guards at the gate. His home is a two-story building with guards and secretaries. And, I was also taken back by car today."

"Really? You were also brought back by car?"

"Of course it's real, more real than real gold."

"Da Mao, you are so awesome. You should show movies well in the future and show movies to more awesome people." Qin Jingru danced with joy while hugging Xu Damao.

"Yes, I want to show the movie well and give more..." Xu Damao stopped talking as if a switch was turned on.

Sha Zhu contributed his own meat to the employees and made the dishes taste better. Now he uses the chef service team to cook on weekends. He uses his own cooking skills to do his job well. So how can I, a movie projectionist, do my job well and get others' praise? Use weekends or free time to show movies to the public?

"Da Mao, what's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly stop talking?" Qin Jingru waved her hands in front of Xu Damao, trying to wake him up.

Xu Damao, who had thought of the answer, hugged the somewhat nervous Qin Jingru, took a bite, and said, "Jingru, you are really my good wife. That's great. I have an idea. Sooner or later I will surpass Sha Zhu and step on him. Hahaha. Bless me, wife!"